Their Intriguing Marriage

In the background music like running water, Feng Chi stands in the bathroom of the ward, the tap in front of him is clattering, and the sound of running water fills his ears. The water disappears along the white tiles at the water inlet, concealing his gasping voice. His eyes were red, he bent down, picked up a handful of water and buried his face in it.

He took a deep breath, turned and walked out of the bathroom door. At the moment when he walked out, he had a carefree smile on his face. Looking at the weak Feng Yifei lying on the bed, he said against his heart: "Dad, the doctor said you are recovering very well."

However, Feng Yifei seems to try his best to cooperate with the performance. His head doesn't turn. He just sweeps his face with the remaining light from the corner of his eye, showing a pale smile and nodding weakly.

He reached out to touch the sound box on the bedside table, stepped forward and pressed the play button. Low and gentle music flows slowly, floating in the air of the ward.

Feng Chi said with a smile, "Dad, take a rest first. I'll go back to the company and have a look."

As soon as he turned around, two lines of hot tears welled up in his eyes, red blood all over his eyes.

When the night came, the sky once again sprinkled with snowflakes. In the street at night, there are only a few pedestrians, most of them are walking forward with their heads down. Occasionally, there are pedestrians with umbrellas, who walk from the light to the dark.

And the villa area at night is even more quiet, almost frightening, even the sound of insects on a summer night is gone, only occasionally a few warm yellow lights.

Feng Chi parked his car in front of LAN's villa. There was a piece of light music on the car. Later, he didn't like the hot and dry music at night, but preferred the soft notes flowing in his ears like whispers.

Snowflakes falling on the windshield, he frowned, turned on the wiper, watching them come and go, making monotonous sounds in the silent night.

He turned his head and looked at the warm yellow light in the villa, and suddenly felt very uneasy. That day, although Li Qingning's expression seemed to be a little sad, she didn't express anything clearly.

He knew that there was nothing wrong with it. He didn't pay for it for more than 20 years. After suddenly recognizing each other, he asked her to give up a liver. Even if she was indifferent, it was normal.

In the hospital, Feng Yifei sits on the bed, covered with the hospital white quilt and wearing striped hospital uniform. He suddenly feels like a prisoner. In fact, in his whole life, he was not a prisoner. It seemed that he had never lived the life he wanted, even the woman he loved.

He looked out of the window at the light snowflakes, flying lonely between heaven and earth, the TV volume on the wall was adjusted to the minimum, and the colorful pictures reflected his old and sad face.

Lin Bai walked into the villa with some shaking steps. There was a thin layer of snow on her Gucci lambskin boots. As soon as she entered the city, it turned into water and disappeared. She looked a little bit floating all over the place. She left her shoes aside and walked into the room wearing only a pair of socks.

The whole villa looks dark. There is no light in the living room.

She staggered to the sofa and fell into it. Only then saw sits on opposite sofa, silent Mrs. Lin. She was wearing a cashmere nightgown. The pattern looked old and her hair was scattered. She looked pale in the faint light outside the window. She looked at Lin Bai quietly, but she was startled and half awakened.

Mrs. Lin suddenly cried. She lowered her head and covered her face. Her shoulders seemed to tremble without frequency.

"My daughter, it's all my mother. I'm sorry for you. At that time, I just wanted to hold Lin's industry in my hand, but I ignored that you are just a woman like me. You have a design career that you love, but because of my obsession, it has become what it is today..." she sobbed, "Now Lin's family is in danger... Let he Jiawen take charge of Lin's family, OK? Mom doesn't want to see you like this... "

With a smile on his lips, Lin Bai stood up, walked to her and sat down. He gently stroked her back. His breath sounded very gentle. "Mom, do you know? What's the use of saying that now? It's too late. Everything's too late. I have nothing. How can I do it if you ask me to give up now? "

Feng Chi's car stopped in front of the door of LAN's villa for a while, turned around, disappeared in the silent night in the light snow, and drove back to the hospital.

After he got out of the car, he quickly walked to the familiar ward. When he opened the door, Feng Yifei was writing something with a pen. After hearing the sound, he looked up at him, and his eyes began to turn red.

"Dad, why don't you rest?"

Feng Yifei put down the pen in his hand and said, "I want to write my will when I still have the heart, so as to avoid trouble in the future."

Feng Chi walked over and grabbed the paper. Finally, he couldn't restrain his inner feelings any more. His eyes were red and glistening with tears, like a little snowflake outside the window.

"What are you talking about? Where do I need a will? Didn't I say you were getting better? " He made the paper into a ball and held it tightly in his hand, as if trying to seize his father's life.

Feng Yifei looked up at him, his voice could not help choking. His throat rolled up and down, and his eyes were muddy. He said softly, "Xiao Chi, dad doesn't want to die. I haven't had time to see you get married, and I haven't had time to hear Qingning call me dad, but that's the truth."

At the moment, Li Qingning wandered outside the study door for a long time before she made up her mind to knock on the door. After hearing Lan Qing's low voice, she opened the door and went in.

Seeing the look of doubt in Lan Qing's eyes, she took a deep breath, her chest heaved up and down sharply, and said: "Lan Qing, I have something to discuss with you."

He put down the things in his hand, looked up at her seriously, and answered softly.

"I want to... I want to do matching." Although it was a discussion, her eyes were already a bit determined, just like the silk flashing in her eyes at the beginning. He couldn't help looking more stubbornly.

Lan Qing's heart was suddenly pulled up, although he had expected that there would always be such a day.

He stood up slowly, went to her, looked down at her, held her shoulder in both hands, and said softly, "but you still have a baby. What can he do?"

"That's what I want to tell you..." she reached out and took his hand on her shoulder and said, "I think maybe this is God's arrangement. I really can't bear it, but I have to abandon him. Lan Qing, we will have many children in the future, but I have only such a father. I can't stand it..."

At the end of the speech, she suddenly choked up, her voice trembling, completely speechless.